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[hydingjekyll]

Yesterday at work, we had everything under control. All of the pre-called-in orders were being made and sent out in a timely fashion, including the really big ones (one for sixteen pizzas, another for thirteen). Then we got a call from one of our delivery drivers: the aforementioned thirteen-pizza order he had been delivering had gotten hit by a car. He himself wasn't touched, thank Go, but the car clipped the pizza delivery bag or something, and sent three hundred dollars worth of food flying over the pavement. Everything back at the store was immediately ordered to go on hold until the thirteen pizzas were replaced--the result being that every pizza that had been ordered for the next hour or two was late. Bleh.

On the upside, my friend Whitney came for a visit. I hadn't seen her since Cocktales last February. Yay for seeing not-really-old friends.